The first jail brawl I ever saw.
First published – Apr 24 2007.
I hadn‟t been in the NSW prison system very long when I saw my first brawl erupt, nice bloody introduction to my new home..lol
Back again,
Since you all seem to read the hectic stuff the most I might as let you guys pick my brain for another violent tale.
I was at Junee gaol having arrived a month ago from the remand centre in Canberra.
Even though I had been there a month I had not been in the main wing long because I had come in on armed robbery charges and had to be classified before joining the general population of the prison.
I had been stuck in a small area of the gaol which consisted of two wings joined by a gate with a bout 50 or so lads in each wing, it was two tier so it didn‟t seem like many dudes.
As I said I wasn‟t classified yet so like many other un classified guys that had been at Junee less then a few months I was confined to my cell 23 hours a day until I was classified after a month.
Being locked in for that long was fairly intense but that is a whole other blog..lol So I finally got to the main part of the gaol which was a lot bigger, four two tier wings with maybe a hundred or so blokes each wing.
Each wing had a small yard with weights and a basketball hoop there was also an oval available at certain times of the day.
So I settled in to the "main" and Im on a visit with my little sis one day when I notice one of the other lads grab a package from his girlfriend so I have a laugh and think nothing of it as he gets up and heads back to the wing.
My sis leaves, so do I and after the usual strip search I head toward the wing.
I had just come down the hallway entrance and was going past another wing toward mine when I hear a bunch of yelling.
Being fairly bored in gaol I head straight in for a look.
It seemed I was right about the guy with the package as he and a couple of mates are arguing with a large group of guys maybe 8 or 9 of them.
As they get louder and louder more mates get behind each faction until the three becomes six and the eight becomes about twelve.
Obviously it had to be something to do with the package I thought.
Just when it seemed the twelve deep crew was about to smash the smaller group some little nutter races in from out of no where and smashes a breville sandwhich toaster into the face one of the twelve and keeps running past as the dude he hit falls straight to the floor bleeding profusely and holding his face.
As this happens the twelve are caught of guard as a lad from the smaller group grabs a table a hurls it at the bigger group.
From then in there was about a minute of fury until screws came from everywhere and locked us all in our cells.
As they locked our wings down first I didn‟t get to see how much difficulty the screws had cleaning up the main area of the brawl.
The last thing I saw was this dude‟s head bouncing of the concrete as another lad stomped it despite the fact that the stompee was already unconscious and bleeding from his mouth and ears.
As the screws locked my door behind me ( I had a single cell at Junee ) I pulled out a mix and had a few pipes while thinking to myself well this is real gaol.
Luckily there was a lot of Canberra lads there so you know we were sweet for weed and wouldn‟t be brawling over it.
It was funny actually all the Canberra lads looked out for each other.
Anyway that was the first brawl I ever saw in the nick, I didn‟t have any dramas at Junee and it turned out to be the quietest prison I stayed in but I was only there a bit over a month before heading to Goulburn.
Still that was a pretty crazy stoush and a pretty crazy introduction to the prison system.
Interesting times but I don‟t think I will be going back anytime soon!
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